Oh, please.

If I was gonna trap you I'd be much more clever about it.

[He stands up and turns face House, their knees touching.]

Maybe you are trying to trap me?

Is that it? After our little talk are you gonna lead me into another ambush?

[He grabs the fireplace poker from the couch and presses its tip against House's throat.]

Give me one good reason I shouldn't kill you and spare myself the hassle.